Monday, August 20, 2012

3-6-5 Hell on Earth: Day Two

3-6-5 Hell on Earth

Joshua
S.Day: Two

Twenty days ago we had a mild earthquake. By mild I
mean catastrophic for the east coast. I believe it was a magnitude 7 or maybe
something tuned down to a 6. Regardless it was an event that happens once every
120 years give or take a year.The
significance of the earthquake only now opens my own ignorant eyes.

It’s only now Day 2 and some
of the channels on the TV still work as others just give out an annoying noise
and replay the same federal or state warning. The TV channels that still work
show scenes of chaos and violence. Shambling; awkward movements by the beings
that were once human assault positions of the Living. The clips always cutoff
before you visually see the fate of the news men and woman reporting, the
civilians barred in civilian buildings and the National Guardsmen fighting off
the undead.

Around
my house and the houses nearby and their farms it seemed like an almost typical
Saturday despite the silence surrounding us and the chaos in the cities to the
south and north. I must admit I couldn’t sleep at all with what was going on so
the entire earlier hours of the morning I spent scrounging all the supplies
from the main garage (it’s adjacent to the house so it’s connected).

It took hours pulling the
supplies up onto the second floor. My uncle was a serious survival nut; in fact
he worked as a top level employee and co-founder of one of the world’s premier
specialty survival companies: SurviCorp. I know there are a few cases of
SurviCorp items in the furnished attic room and several more in the basement.

I’m too
tired to try and move more, once I get everything from the basement and first
floor, I’ll have all the supplies I can get and the last thing is to destroy
the steps from the first floor to the second and the steps from the backyard to
the porch.